Monthly Archives: August 2017

Ever since that fateful day when Mom threw out all my comic books strewn about my room, I have been fastidiously neat. Fastidious, but not obsessive. It began a life-long path towards always looking for greater efficiencies and then settling into a comfortable pattern of “not messing with it if it’s not broken.” I always… Read more »

The left hates the right. The right hates the left. The middle hates them both. The poor hate the rich. The Klan hates the blacks. The Nazis hate the Jews. Everyone hates the Nazis. Country folk hate city folk. And vice versa. And on and on. We have deep-rooted hatreds in America. Despite our “enlightened”… Read more »

Welp, my first skeleton is close to fully caparisoned. I’m still debating whether to add “Pied Piper” shoes. Considering the lengths I have had to go through to piece together even a semblance of a “Pied Piper” outfit, I’m guessing that’s one that may take a bit of searching. My closest imagining is that I’ll… Read more »

Toe watch, day three. My philosophy on living creatures is simple; I’ve espoused it here many times: All living things deserve the right to live out their lives in happiness and without interference – in their proper habitat. Generally, a locked door provides all the deterrence any two-legged living creature needs to know that my… Read more »

My blog posts are not very “hip”. Owing more to my writing roots than my innate laziness (which I never refuse to give its due), I don’t do a lot of “fancying” up of my posts. They generally run on type: a single image followed by a lot of words. Occasionally, as in my “Out… Read more »

I was still in my early twenties when the phrase I co-opted in my title was being popularized. I have to admit, I didn’t even know what quiche was at that time, though I surmised the meaning of the phrase from its general use. Three and a half decades later, I not only knew what… Read more »

When I first moved out of Mom’s house (I don’t count being away at college), I was lucky enough to get a little 2/2 condo in Tamarac, just about a mile from the entrance to the Florida Turnpike. It was convenient for work (at the time, Toys R Us, though that changed shortly after) and… Read more »

Ugh. You hadda go do it. You just couldn’t let me enjoy my Halloween preparations in peace. Ugh. Okay, let’s just get through this. The latest expression of…I’m actually at a loss for words…from the person inhabiting the office of the presidency has left me further distressed over the state of our nation and our… Read more »

I can’t help it. You have your favorite holidays and I have mine. What makes Halloween special to me is “Wow!”-ing the kids. Part of that is in crafting my special goody bags. Part of that is designing a fun display for all to enjoy. Both parts showcase the best sides of me. I can… Read more »

A few weeks back, I went through a series of posts where I grudgingly admitted I have lived a reasonably interesting life. While that’s all well and good (and a needed boost to self-esteem), the fact is my interesting bits are more the product of unique or special events or periods in my life. For… Read more »